Sound Waves Of The Ocean

Ahhh, the sound of the ocean always seemed to calm her. Though there was never really anything that she needed to worry about-except the monster that lived inside her-, taking small breaks like these were rare. With her being in college, having her own bakery, as well as having somewhat recently (six months ago) started her first ever relationship. Yes, at 21, her first real interest in someone had sparked her happiness up even higher. He was amazing and she was lucky to have him. Other than that, she was sitting in the sand with her gray scarf on, even though she was wearing black shorts and a tank top. Parrasse had this thing where she always wore it.

Her hand was tracing out a smallish heart in the sand to her right, to which she wrote Rhydian and her name in it. Stupid and cheesy yes, but it made her smile to think that she was so at peace and happy despite everything that could be seem as wrong in her life. A big gust of wind hit her as she sat joyfully, knocking her hair in front of her face. The sound of the waves gave of a lovely hue, though for the sake of her focus, she kept her powers focused on the feeling of the sand, the roughness of the grains were a lot more miniature compared to what her other experiences of sand had felt like. Being from Memphis, it wasn't like she was overflowing with chances to be around the ocean.

@Prophet

Hm? There was someone behind her, to her right. Slowly, her head turned towards the question. "U-Um no so-" She stopped herself before patting herself down. Holly was a smoker, which only made Parrasse sick tot he stomach whenever she transformed back. Of course, there was a cigarette in the back left pocket of her shorts. With a sigh, she insistently turned her body halfway, and extended her arm out with the cigarette to the man. "Seems I do actually." The smile on her face was innocent, as she hadn't remembered her other half placing a death stick there.

"I would appreciate it if you faced a few feet from me; the smell makes me sick." But then to that, she waved her hand dismissively. "Sorry, that sounds awfully rude." Her southern accent was obvious as she decided to pat to the left of her. "The wind is coming from my back anyways, so then you won't feel left out, and I won't get sick."

"You seem very nice though!" Her happiness radiated through to her words as she spoke to the man. They were close, and even as their bodies were folded in half as they sat side by side and looked out at the many waves. There was a slight chill in the air, but not enough for Parrasse to want to leave. The ocean was special, and considering she wasn't spending the night with her boyfriend, there was no need to worry about the time.

"O-Oh." She got toe-tied, as that answer was long and rather complex. The girl herself didn't even understand it, to explaining it wasn't successful. Due to this, it was usually much better to show it. "You see, I guess you can say I have an alter-ego, or another personality that likes to smoke." The shyness of the topic was obvious as she tapped her right hand in the sand. "It's hard to explain." With that, he hoped that he wouldn't want to go any deeper into the topic.